To whom I have spoken though have not yet met

Written by: Alexander Mandrides

A beautiful red rose
The whitest dove
The purest drop of water
Seeing a couple in love

Reminding me of you
as my eyes pass by the day
Something I had to share
and could not help but say

To think we have not met
How have you cast this spell?
I can only hope we do
as only you can make me well.